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LENTO, by                    
First Line: I will not shrink, knowing sweet seas of grain
Last Line: Nor seal me from them in dead solitude.


I will not shrink, knowing sweet seas of grain,
To hold grass in my arms some long last sleep.
I who have loved the fierce wind-mounted rain
On rattling tile will never lie too deep
To hear and bless its silver-shod swift hoof
Upon my bier. Nor flame shall compass me
But I shall trace again its crimson woof
Through winter evenings' lovely tapestry.
No greater joy -- consumed heart-whole to go
Upward with sparks and smoke of incensed pine,
So rival stars and fade! But marble? No.
No graven urn may hold this heart of mine;
No flowers, rain nor flame may stone exclude,
Nor seal me from them in dead solitude.





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